~Verspielten
Kayla
Newest
TrepidationThe rabbit ran into the tree again He kept running With fear again Oblivious of the path he hops Quicker and quicker he never stops The rabbit fell through the sticks again He kept running With fear Again The fox is not too far behind An illusion, these worries are so unkind The rabbit still runs He loses his mind Apprehensive, he knows his fate He'll never be safe; It's always too late Hopping, running, sweating, worrying The bunny will continue its scurrying His ignorance will keep him hurrying The fox is now a mile behind It keTrepidation
by ~Verspielten
FingernailsChewed on they are forced to shrink With a mind of their own They grow so weak Deformed and unpure So easy to hate &Fingernails
by ~Verspielten
TodayPollution, population, disgust, destruction To hate, to fall, remember construction Our tragic flaw is reproduction These things they tear our world to none Think of the future, we can't run Earth is disturbed, although a good place But soon these things will rid of our race We waste these things that we need to live Soon there will be nothing to give It's truth; the world will die one day As we all do; the thought of dismay These things that we do to prolong the mess We choose to avoid them, becoming much less As each week grows we are all decaying Do you fooToday
by ~Verspielten
Rooting a CycleI see it now, setting there I see it later, everywhere Remembering tomorrow, it will stay Its life will never go away I think about it everyday Staring at it, as I lay The branches spread so far apart Where did the beginning of this start? Oh it reaches, it hovers, so tall Waiting and watching for it to fall No leaves, left life, so silent, so still I waste and wonder, could it kill? If it were to crush a lively home With its dead mass, devouring a gnome I must be prepared, when the deadly lifeRooting a Cycle
by ~Verspielten
Favourites
No favourites yet.
Watchers
Journal
No journal entries yet.
deviantID
No deviantID yet.
Devious Info
- Current Residence: Georgia
- Interests: Shoving a 7 inch candle down your girlfriend's throat.
- Favourite band or musician: Portishead
- Skin of choice: Mine.
- Favourite cartoon character: JTHM
- AIM: Verspielten
deviantART Notice
Comments
Site Map
©2009 deviantART. All rights reserved
Hell no. You know me better than that. Had I done it, there wouldn't be any misspellings or grammar errors.
--
the lamp shade smiled at me.
It said, "Believe" it said, "Believe."
I want you to know it's nothing personal.
--
the lamp shade smiled at me.
It said, "Believe" it said, "Believe."
I want you to know it's nothing personal.
--
the lamp shade smiled at me.
It said, "Believe" it said, "Believe."
I want you to know it's nothing personal.
--
the lamp shade smiled at me.
It said, "Believe" it said, "Believe."
I want you to know it's nothing personal.
--
the lamp shade smiled at me.
It said, "Believe" it said, "Believe."
I want you to know it's nothing personal.
I think you'd like this...
--
the lamp shade smiled at me.
It said, "Believe" it said, "Believe."
I want you to know it's nothing personal.
--
the lamp shade smiled at me.
It said, "Believe" it said, "Believe."
I want you to know it's nothing personal.
--
the lamp shade smiled at me.
It said, "Believe" it said, "Believe."
I want you to know it's nothing personal.
--
the lamp shade smiled at me.
It said, "Believe" it said, "Believe."
I want you to know it's nothing personal.
--
the lamp shade smiled at me.
It said, "Believe" it said, "Believe."
I want you to know it's nothing personal.
Previous Page123Next Page